[i]C is for Creatyll who was lost to The Darkness[/i]

Creatyll wandered nervously through the pitch blackness. They held tightly onto the wall and felt their way around. They stumbled upon a bit of flickering light down what seemed to be a staircase. Creatyll started to cautiously walk down the stairs. Suddenly they tripped over nothing and started falling down the dark staircase. When they landed at the bottom of the staircase, they groaned in pain and looked around. They saw the flickering light was a candle but there seemed to be no one around to light it. Creatyll tried to get up but something was keeping them down. They felt the cold metal of a knife blade against their neck. They trembled and panicked as the cold blade started to press against their neck. They started coughing violently and choking on their own blood. Soon, Creatyll fell still and blood dripped from their mouth and gushed from their neck as the blade was removed.